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teeth (metal) - vers la flamme lyrics

the future is the lair of b+st+rds, and may the stench of p+ss guide us to its fields of trash
conjuring posterity is like providing vermin a fleeting speech
we breed only to appease our broken, chickensh+t, forefathers
lavishly exigent cowering suns with hearts quivering, warm in their rib cages
feeding and bloating that contemptible little wish not to bite some dust
as pink, pale and soft as worms, clumsily writhing in rivers of mud
torn and forked like the trails we’ve never walked, dried and cracked by autumn winds, like thе trees we’ll never climb

thе sun gleaming with indifference as it swells, without the slightest concern for the tomorrows we dream about
it knows its destiny, just like ours
crowned in cinder and left with hollowed husks, as torched as our future, held grasping in the wake of our own self destruction

- teeth metal lyrics

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